Chapter 7

Charles arrived promptly and thoughtfully placed a blanket on the back seat for me. I covered myself to get some sleep but felt something poking my back. I pulled it out to find that it was a lipstick Avery had left behind.

Charles was taken aback. He hastily took the lipstick from me, explaining with a flustered look, "Avery used it to touch up her makeup the last time she rode in the car. I didn't realize it was still here. I'll have Mr. Chester send it back to her. Don't worry, Rosie, I won't..."

'What kind of makeup needs touching up during a bumpy car ride?' I pondered.

Initially, I chose to stay silent, but Charles' explanation was so ridiculous that I could not help but interrupt him, "Charles, it never bothered me."

"Huh?" Charles responded.

"What happened between you and Avery, whether you two interacted or liked each other don't matter to me. So stop wasting my time explaining these."

Charles paused, looking slightly puzzled. He could sense my indifference from my words